#oldselfvsnewself

I feel I'm one of those people where I find an old journal or thought notebook or whatever you want to call it and instead of being embarrassed of what Ive written my brain yells things like "WHO IS THIS PERSON" "I DONT EVEN REMEMBER THIS" " WHY DONT I WRITE LIKE THIS ANYMORE" WHY DONT I WRITE ANYMORE" and then reads the whole thing remembering specific memories and feelings and friends and adventures I'd forgotten about and realize the person I am now wouldn't experience those things or even try to and then I curl in a ball and let the bittersweetness wash over me and live in my mind for awhile